Rebirth of the Cultivation Devil-Chapter 963 - 890: The Street Racers Are Intimidated

Chapter 963: Chapter 890: The Street Racers Are Intimidated

"This is just the background of Wu Yun alone. When they come out to race, it’s definitely a small circle of people. These people are the Crown Prince Party and the Princess Party of Yanjing. Their family’s influence spans the business world, the political arena, and even the underworld. Provoking them basically means stirring up a hornet’s nest."

"I think you must be a rich kid too, probably with some influence at home. But in Yanjing, I don’t know you at all, which means your level isn’t enough, at least far from those Crown Prince Party people. If they want to get to you, it’ll be as easy as flipping their hand."

For some reason, Su Qiong said so much to Ye Qingfeng all in one breath.

She just couldn’t stand Ye Qingfeng’s calm and collected demeanor, as if nothing fazed him.

Especially after Ye Qingfeng showed off earlier, Su Qiong thought Ye Qingfeng must be feeling even more cocky now.

She deliberately said it to scare Ye Qingfeng and undermine this self-righteous guy’s confidence.

She looked proudly at Ye Qingfeng and added, "Now you better beg me, maybe this Miss will feel merciful and help speak up for you, so they’ll let you go."

"Hmph, with me here, no one can touch the instructor a bit, neither the Crown Prince Party nor the Princess Party can oppose the instructor!"

Before Ye Qingfeng could speak, Zhong Ming spoke up defiantly from the front.

"Tch, what do you know as a disciple!"

Su Qiong originally intended to call him a bodyguard, but thinking of Ye Qingfeng’s recent display of power, she suddenly believed Ye Qingfeng was Zhong Ming’s instructor after all.

"The power of these people is not simple. No matter how strong you are, two fists are hard to fight four hands. It’s not as simple as you think!"

Su Qiong snorted, seeing Ye Qingfeng still completely unconcerned.

Frustrated, she didn’t bother to speak to Ye Qingfeng anymore.

"You’ll be crying soon enough!"

Su Qiong grunted furiously and leaned back in the seat, saying nothing more.

Since Ye Qingfeng is so full of himself, let him experience it for himself.

When he takes some hits, he won’t be so ignorant. Then, she’ll help him out.

Su Qiong thought about it and, feeling the effects of the alcohol again, slumped into a sleepy haze in the car.

"Hey, stop sleeping. The Crown Prince Party you mentioned has arrived."

Ye Qingfeng’s voice rang out, waking Su Qiong from her daze.

"Kid, get down here quick. Kneel down and apologize to me, and I might consider sparing your life!"

It was Wang Jie’s voice, instantly bringing Su Qiong to full alertness.

She widened her eyes and looked around, surrounded by parked sports cars and a large group of giggling young rich kids.

"Ye Qingfeng, how did you get stopped by them? This is bad; quickly drive the car away and charge out!"

Su Qiong was a bit anxious, seeing Mantis standing next to Wang Jie, he was a tough character—a killer!

"Kid, get out of the car already. What’s up, scared now?"

"You even dared to flirt with Young Master Jie’s woman; you must have a death wish. Get down and admit your mistake right now!"

A group of young people, arms draped over shoulders, laughed and joked by the sports cars.

Ye Qingfeng sat in the car, calmly watching this group of rich kids taunt him.

"Ye Qingfeng, have you frozen in fear? Quickly get your bodyguard to drive the car away! They’re used to being arrogant, acting without limits. Once you fall into their hands, it will be hard even for me to protect you."

Seeing Ye Qingfeng not speaking, Su Qiong thought he was scared silent by the scene, and hastily shouted.

She suddenly remembered the abilities Ye Qingfeng and his disciple had shown earlier—was he intending to take on this group?

"Ye Qingfeng, you mustn’t think of taking them on. Not to mention how many thugs they have, with Mantis here, you can’t beat them."

"Even if you do, the consequences will be even more severe. These people will retaliate with the power behind them. By then, not only you, but your family and friends will also be targeted for revenge."

"Really? These ants aren’t even qualified!"

Ye Qingfeng chuckled dryly.

"Instructor, leave these people to me." Zhong Ming turned back to Ye Qingfeng and said.

Ye Qingfeng nodded; none of these people are Martial Artists, just a bunch of ordinary folks. Unless they had guns, they wouldn’t stand a chance against Zhong Ming.

Zhong Ming got out of the car, coldly watching the group of young men and women surrounding the Porsche.

Wang Jie stood outside, clearly seeing Ye Qingfeng and Su Qiong inside the car, and Su Qiong obviously worried for Ye Qingfeng. Wang Jie’s eyes immediately flared with anger.

"Kid in the car, I’m saying it one last time, get down here quick!"

"Who do you think you are, daring to ask the gentleman to get down? Show whatever means you’ve got, hurry up!"

Zhong Ming’s eyes chilled as he looked at Wang Jie—this ordinary person was about to witness firsthand as he cleared away this trash for the instructor.

"You’re seeking death! A driver dares to be arrogant in front of me—you don’t even know who you’re provoking!"

Wang Jie shouted angrily, but before he could finish, he was interrupted by Zhong Ming:

"So much nonsense, a bunch of trash. Get on with it quickly!"

"Damn it, asking for death!" Wang Jie’s face changed drastically. "Kill him for me!"

These were all rich kids, mostly with bodyguards. Wang Jie gave an order, then they rushed towards Zhong Ming.

Wang Jie stared fiercely at Ye Qingfeng, only to find the guy was calmly looking down, not regarding him at all.

He appeared relaxed like it was no concern at all.

Wang Jie’s anger grew stronger; he wanted to make this guy pay for acting superior.

"Mantis, finish off that bodyguard for me!" Wang Jie said coldly.

"Rest assured!"

Mantis sneered, pulling a Swiss Army knife from his pocket, and approached Zhong Ming.

By this time, Zhong Ming had already taken down several bodyguards. Mantis walked over, and when close to Zhong Ming, suddenly raised the knife to stab him.

Zhong Ming kicked away a bodyguard, saw Mantis’s knife coming, couldn’t react in time, and had to block with his arm.

"Rip!"

Zhong Ming’s arm got slashed, but he was a Martial Artist; his arm was much tougher than an ordinary person’s, just tearing the skin.

Zhong Ming quickly seized the knife with his other hand, reversed it, and stabbed it into Mantis’s abdomen, then kicked him away.

Zhong Ming’s hand was stained with blood, having taken down several bodyguards. Mantis even received a stab, instantly intimidating the remaining bodyguards.

"Bring it on!"

Zhong Ming shouted fiercely and stepped forward, startling the young rich kids into retreating a few steps.

Wang Jie’s face turned ashen; he hadn’t expected that the bodyguard was so strong, not even his many bodyguards were opponents.

"Alright, Zhong Ming, let’s go." Ye Qingfeng had unknowingly moved to the driver’s seat and called from the Porsche.

Zhong Ming glanced at these people, causing the normally arrogant young rich kids to shiver in fear. In their eyes, Zhong Ming with blood still on his arm was terrifying.